Home is where the heart is. My heart is somewhere in between my small intestine and my left eye. I guess I live there now. I learned this in anatomy class on the 47th day of school. Mom woke me up by cracking my neck with stale toast. ...

Disclaimer: The names in this story have been changed to protect people who probably dont exist. Viewer Discression Is advised. Chapter 1: Home The weather here in Sunberry New Mexico sure is weird! Thats mainly because Sunberry New M...